Fossil and root are stories that begin with the end,
exiled, ravaged of neglect, living in darkness.
Nevertheless, in the fossil
answers to the foundation
of civilization
boil and quake,
activity in still life.
And the root
without fanfare,
unseen,
the groundwork for being.
Our depth of meaning, understanding,
is gleaned of human experience,
combined layer upon layer.
Why does the pressure crush some?
While others produce eternal gems
of power and light.
Granted, we deal not in perfection
but those striving the hardest
look to build sapphires, rubies,
and then
seeds to root
to posterity's delight.
And the vanquished, well,
their shame is not reveled in,
and at their request
the gem builders
exile their darkness
to unconditional light,
seed to root with ancient law,
a gentle guide for the vanquished,
if wisdom shows true ache to play.
With patience root will to fossil,
a radiant gem, aglow in the night.
